She swallows pride,
she swallows guilt,
she swallows everything Ive spilt.
She wipes away the remnants of,
what is left from both our love.
She swallows all that is not seen,
she swallows every broken dream,
she swallows when she wants to scream,
this by itself is magic.
She swallows if just for my likes,
she swallows and its tragic.

saint cynosure ( Ken Bennight )

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